Ten yrs ago, I made the horrible mistake of becoming friends with my THIRD Fatal Attraction. Yes, the THIRD woman who would make improper sexual advances at me
even though she was fully aware that I was gay and in a happy relationship.
Fortunately I managed to end the first two, but this last one lingered like a bad STD.
A bad friendship that involved her adopting several dogs from me and me, cats from her and hours and days of drama every time she got fired from yet ANOTHER job, or had to move, because having 50 cats was too much for her small home.
Several months ago, She posted on my FB page a picture of a pitbull in a NYC Shelter.
I told her no... MANY times, but she kept hounding me and calling and begging me to take Pepsi. Finally I gave in and the day she arrived, Lori even tried begging me to take two others she had brought with her. All three of these dogs were at deaths door.
I told her NO AGAIN, and took the Pittie, Pepsi.
Pepsi was so sick, she had infected mammary tumors that were oozing puss, an upper respiratory infection that was so bad it took my vet three times to find an anti-biotic that would work. By this time, every dog in my rescue was sick including a litter of three week old puppies. Two of those puppies died. Did Lori ever apologize... NO.
Oh, yes, I forgot, The dogs had been transported by one miss Tammy Darrow. A Pug Rescue from the Eastern Shore of Md. When she took the dogs, she failed to tell ANYONE from the NYC group that she WOULD NOT be keeping the dogs. She and Lori BOTH knew Pepsi was coming to me and told me NOT to tell the group from NY.
I DID contact the group from NYC, because Pepsi was in such terrible condition. They also had her listed as a male with no health issues.
Little did I know when I agreed to take Pepsi that she had sponsors for an amount exceeding $1200. I received $60.
After I talked with the NYC Rescue Group that coordinated pulling dogs from that shelter, apparently they severed ties with Tammy Darrow and Lori Bartles and anyone affiliated with the Pug Rescue that Tammy Runs.
This was an unfortunate thing to happen, because it's "SUPPOSED" to be about the dogs, NOT about personal pride.
Pepsi got the best care I could give her, and she really turned around. The one thing we could not do however, was cure the cancer that took her. We lost Pepsi. She passed and joined the two puppies that passed before her.
So Now we jump fwd a few months. My Own beautiful little Pom, Lexi passes away.
The sunshine in my life, the reason I smiled every day.
By this time, I have ceased communication with Lori. Too many years of her drama and the whole stressful issue with Pepsi broke the straw.
I started my search for a dog to replace Lexi. I knew I couldn't replace her, but I need, what I called, a small fluffy.
That's when I found Honey. a beautiful little pom with a rescue in NC.
I filled out the app, waited for weeks while they did the calls and checked the references and finally the day came when we would go get her.
It took us 9 hours to drive to somehole NC. I realized when I met Honey that she may not be the dog for me, but she was miserable laying in her crate under the table. There were so many dogs in the house and every time one would pass through the room, she would come out barking. I figured I could give her a quieter home since all we had here were senior dogs. I paid the adoption fee and we left.
From that moment, Honey did not like me. She wouldn't look at me and every time I tried to pick her up she would snap and try to bite me. There were many witnesses to this. Two weeks after we got her home, I put her up for adoption. For years now I've had an agreement with the local humane society where they'll hold dogs for me to be adopted. Most of these dogs have been dogs I fostered for them, but several have been my own. These dogs are never in danger of being pts. If they're not adopted after a short while, they come back to my home.
This was the case with Honey, who we now called Penny.
The second day she was there, I spent the day with her in the lobby of the shelter. The 3rd day, she was pulled by .... wait for it.... wait for it.....
Tammy Darrow and her Pug Rescue.
They pulled Penny for FREE.
Who picked her up? Wait for it..... wait for it......
Lori Bartles, my fatal attraction fruit fly.
It was their combined effort to not "rescue" this dog. She was in no danger.
Their intention was to return her TO the rescue in NC, and try to discredit my Rescue.
They BOTH knew that Penny was at the shelter because they were BOTH trolling my rescue page.
So, that's when the Bible Belt Bitches descended on my fb page.
I was...... well, even my cussing doesn't compare to the language they used.
Ultimately, they painted me out to be a horrible person that should Never be allowed to do rescue work. I'm fine with that. Maybe sorry asses like them would stop calling my house then when their dog is no longer a puppy.
According to the NC rescue, I was guilty of failing to comply with the adoption contract that said I would call them if I could no longer care for the dog.
I assumed that since I had placed several hundred dogs in the last few years, I could place one more. Lori and Tammy saw their opportunity and jumped.
Ultimately, Yesterday was a day spent listening to a bunch of bored people who need hobbies, yack and yack and yack on FB. They're perfect and nobody else is.
I would like to point out this one fact. When you read the following comments that I copied from pawfectmatch Rescues FB page, pay close attention to the part where Lori says
"as a rescuer for a reputable organization, I know the rules."
I guess they only apply when she's disappointed in Me or upset because I didn't call her back.
Blatantly Lying to the rescue Group in NYC was OK, but ME, realizing a dog I adopted (with an adoption fee) was unhappy in my home and trying to find her a better home, was evil.
Lori Nor Tammy ever contacted me when they pulled Penny. They had her for over three weeks and planned the day very carefully, when they would suddenly feel "obligated" to do the right thing.
The Following is text from Pawfectmatch Rescues Facebook page.
It's Lori, the Fatal Attraction burying herself.
The sad reality of her life is....
Nobody is EVER going to sleep with her, especially ME.
Steve warned me of her, Years ago and I didn't listen.
Lori Bartles I wanted to have a private conversation. Sorry I missed your call, I was outside. I won't fight w/ you and I will email a longer response. FIRST of all: I did NOT DUMP Pepsi on you. I shared a post. You volunteered to take her. But thats another story we need to discuss where you disappointed me. As for Honey/Penny/Peaches: I knew you ADOPTED her for your own personal pet. When I saw her at the shelter, old, terrified & deaf, my heart just broke. Not just for her, but for all I had believed & defended about my friend. I was SICKENED. I had NO room for her, but I could not sleep leaving her in a shelter at that age. She's a lovely old girl who has been a perfect angel. I did not adopt her, I pulled her to rescue so she could foster in my home until I could find a perfect forever home, just like all the others I foster. And I had a badly needed dental done for her. I agonized until I was sick over this decision to contact the rescue. I knew the shit storm would follow. But as a rescuer for a reputable organization, I know the rules. It was my obligation to give them the opportunity to reclaim their dog if they wanted to. I spent hours upon hours coordinating her return. As for the shelter, I was never told she bit or disliked men. I was told she had no issues & she was surrendered due to lack of room. And I received NO medication. Honey is back home with her foster now, where she will stay I'm told. She's been thru enough at 14. I did what I had to do, because it was the right thing to do.
even though she was fully aware that I was gay and in a happy relationship.
Fortunately I managed to end the first two, but this last one lingered like a bad STD.
A bad friendship that involved her adopting several dogs from me and me, cats from her and hours and days of drama every time she got fired from yet ANOTHER job, or had to move, because having 50 cats was too much for her small home.
Several months ago, She posted on my FB page a picture of a pitbull in a NYC Shelter.
I told her no... MANY times, but she kept hounding me and calling and begging me to take Pepsi. Finally I gave in and the day she arrived, Lori even tried begging me to take two others she had brought with her. All three of these dogs were at deaths door.
I told her NO AGAIN, and took the Pittie, Pepsi.
Pepsi was so sick, she had infected mammary tumors that were oozing puss, an upper respiratory infection that was so bad it took my vet three times to find an anti-biotic that would work. By this time, every dog in my rescue was sick including a litter of three week old puppies. Two of those puppies died. Did Lori ever apologize... NO.
Oh, yes, I forgot, The dogs had been transported by one miss Tammy Darrow. A Pug Rescue from the Eastern Shore of Md. When she took the dogs, she failed to tell ANYONE from the NYC group that she WOULD NOT be keeping the dogs. She and Lori BOTH knew Pepsi was coming to me and told me NOT to tell the group from NY.
I DID contact the group from NYC, because Pepsi was in such terrible condition. They also had her listed as a male with no health issues.
Little did I know when I agreed to take Pepsi that she had sponsors for an amount exceeding $1200. I received $60.
After I talked with the NYC Rescue Group that coordinated pulling dogs from that shelter, apparently they severed ties with Tammy Darrow and Lori Bartles and anyone affiliated with the Pug Rescue that Tammy Runs.
This was an unfortunate thing to happen, because it's "SUPPOSED" to be about the dogs, NOT about personal pride.
Pepsi got the best care I could give her, and she really turned around. The one thing we could not do however, was cure the cancer that took her. We lost Pepsi. She passed and joined the two puppies that passed before her.
So Now we jump fwd a few months. My Own beautiful little Pom, Lexi passes away.
The sunshine in my life, the reason I smiled every day.
By this time, I have ceased communication with Lori. Too many years of her drama and the whole stressful issue with Pepsi broke the straw.
I started my search for a dog to replace Lexi. I knew I couldn't replace her, but I need, what I called, a small fluffy.
That's when I found Honey. a beautiful little pom with a rescue in NC.
I filled out the app, waited for weeks while they did the calls and checked the references and finally the day came when we would go get her.
It took us 9 hours to drive to somehole NC. I realized when I met Honey that she may not be the dog for me, but she was miserable laying in her crate under the table. There were so many dogs in the house and every time one would pass through the room, she would come out barking. I figured I could give her a quieter home since all we had here were senior dogs. I paid the adoption fee and we left.
From that moment, Honey did not like me. She wouldn't look at me and every time I tried to pick her up she would snap and try to bite me. There were many witnesses to this. Two weeks after we got her home, I put her up for adoption. For years now I've had an agreement with the local humane society where they'll hold dogs for me to be adopted. Most of these dogs have been dogs I fostered for them, but several have been my own. These dogs are never in danger of being pts. If they're not adopted after a short while, they come back to my home.
This was the case with Honey, who we now called Penny.
The second day she was there, I spent the day with her in the lobby of the shelter. The 3rd day, she was pulled by .... wait for it.... wait for it.....
Tammy Darrow and her Pug Rescue.
They pulled Penny for FREE.
Who picked her up? Wait for it..... wait for it......
Lori Bartles, my fatal attraction fruit fly.
It was their combined effort to not "rescue" this dog. She was in no danger.
Their intention was to return her TO the rescue in NC, and try to discredit my Rescue.
They BOTH knew that Penny was at the shelter because they were BOTH trolling my rescue page.
So, that's when the Bible Belt Bitches descended on my fb page.
I was...... well, even my cussing doesn't compare to the language they used.
Ultimately, they painted me out to be a horrible person that should Never be allowed to do rescue work. I'm fine with that. Maybe sorry asses like them would stop calling my house then when their dog is no longer a puppy.
According to the NC rescue, I was guilty of failing to comply with the adoption contract that said I would call them if I could no longer care for the dog.
I assumed that since I had placed several hundred dogs in the last few years, I could place one more. Lori and Tammy saw their opportunity and jumped.
Ultimately, Yesterday was a day spent listening to a bunch of bored people who need hobbies, yack and yack and yack on FB. They're perfect and nobody else is.
I would like to point out this one fact. When you read the following comments that I copied from pawfectmatch Rescues FB page, pay close attention to the part where Lori says
"as a rescuer for a reputable organization, I know the rules."
I guess they only apply when she's disappointed in Me or upset because I didn't call her back.
Blatantly Lying to the rescue Group in NYC was OK, but ME, realizing a dog I adopted (with an adoption fee) was unhappy in my home and trying to find her a better home, was evil.
Lori Nor Tammy ever contacted me when they pulled Penny. They had her for over three weeks and planned the day very carefully, when they would suddenly feel "obligated" to do the right thing.
The Following is text from Pawfectmatch Rescues Facebook page.
It's Lori, the Fatal Attraction burying herself.
The sad reality of her life is....
Nobody is EVER going to sleep with her, especially ME.
Steve warned me of her, Years ago and I didn't listen.
Lori Bartles I wanted to have a private conversation. Sorry I missed your call, I was outside. I won't fight w/ you and I will email a longer response. FIRST of all: I did NOT DUMP Pepsi on you. I shared a post. You volunteered to take her. But thats another story we need to discuss where you disappointed me. As for Honey/Penny/Peaches: I knew you ADOPTED her for your own personal pet. When I saw her at the shelter, old, terrified & deaf, my heart just broke. Not just for her, but for all I had believed & defended about my friend. I was SICKENED. I had NO room for her, but I could not sleep leaving her in a shelter at that age. She's a lovely old girl who has been a perfect angel. I did not adopt her, I pulled her to rescue so she could foster in my home until I could find a perfect forever home, just like all the others I foster. And I had a badly needed dental done for her. I agonized until I was sick over this decision to contact the rescue. I knew the shit storm would follow. But as a rescuer for a reputable organization, I know the rules. It was my obligation to give them the opportunity to reclaim their dog if they wanted to. I spent hours upon hours coordinating her return. As for the shelter, I was never told she bit or disliked men. I was told she had no issues & she was surrendered due to lack of room. And I received NO medication. Honey is back home with her foster now, where she will stay I'm told. She's been thru enough at 14. I did what I had to do, because it was the right thing to do.
Lori Bartles Shit for a friend? Like when you ignored my requests & messed up our relationship w/ NY & the dogs paid the price? Like when you ignored my requests for advice when my Squirt was sick? Like when you couldn't even be BOTHERED to call or even post a message to me when I was devastated over the loss of the dog I loved EVERY BIT as much as you did Lexi? The dog I adopted from YOU! Like when I drive an hour to see you & you act like my presence is an imposition & can't even offer a glass of tea? I've been mourning the loss of a dear friend for over a year. But I STILL defended you, your mouth & your actions to those who talked badly about you. Until Honey... my eyes were opened. You have not been mt friend for a very long time. And it broke my heart.
Lori Bartles Unfortunately my computer crashed before I could copy & save all of your responses & lovely messages of support for me. But I think I saw most of them.
Lori Bartles Honey was happy here, but she never smiled like she did in Aida's pictures. She's back where she belongs. Good life sweet girl.
WVbuddies Rescue Lori, the Shelter has copies of your questionnaire and your adoption contract as well...... Where you stated you were "adopting' the dog for your personal dog. Maybe if they knew you already had several personal dogs and about 50 cats they would have changed their minds. You are a spiteful unhappy person who attacks every person that you claim has ever done you wrong.... for example, the last 10 places that fired you.
WVbuddies Rescue I never placed Honey in harms way. I never abused or neglected her. I placed her at the shelter under my supervision to be adopted. An agreement I have had with that shelter for many years. She was never in danger of being pts and the other dog you claimed you saved, was coming to me the very next day for rehab.
Had you left well enough alone, Honey would have very well been adopted into a wonderful home. YOU interfered and caused this whole ruckus.
Had you left well enough alone, Honey would have very well been adopted into a wonderful home. YOU interfered and caused this whole ruckus.
Lori Bartles LOL! More lies Dean? Really? I'm so stunned at who you've become. Stunned & disappointed. You know full well there is no adoption contract, no questionnaire, she was not adopted, she was pulled by Celebrating Pugs Rescue, that's why there was no adoption fee. My name is not even on the paperwork. She was pulled, by phone, by the rescue director. I merely picked her up & agreed to foster her. It was the shelter who gave me all of YOUR adoption paperwork which allowed me to contact Pawfect. And you have not been to my home in YEARS & have barely spoken to me in two. You know NOTHING about my life or my cats or dogs. You just make up shit to deflect the truth when you do wrong. Now go away & leave me alone.
Lori Bartles Oh, and I'm quite happy, noones done me wrong but you, here today. And I've attacked no one, only defended myself against your lies & accusations.
Lori Bartles Honey is home. That's all I wanted. Lets put this to rest & done. AND GO SAVE SOME DOGS!!
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